“
I WONDER:
DID I BEGIN TO SUFFOCATE YOU? AND WHEN YOU LEFT, DID YOU
FINALLY FEEL LIKE YOU WERE ABLE TO BREATHE FRESH AIR? I’M
SORRY, I REALLY AM. I DID NOT MEAN TO SHOVE MY ANXIETY AND
PARANOIA DOWN YOUR THROAT. I DID NOT MEAN TO PROJECT MY 3 AM
SADNESS ONTO YOU. I DID NOT MEAN TO CUT YOU ON ALL OF MY BROKEN
PIECES. IF I COULD, I’D DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN, I’D
DO IT DIFFERENTLY. BUT EVEN IF I TRIED TO DO IT DIFFERENTLY, DO
YOU THINK MY POISON WOULD STILL SOMEHOW RUPTURE YOU? DO YOU
THINK I AM CAPABLE OF LOVING RIGHT? I TRIED TO BE YOUR SUN, BUT
I WAS NOTHING BUT TOXIN THAT YOU FINALLY WERE ABLE TO RID. BUT
YOU WERE MY SUN. YOU WERE MY SUN, MY MOON, MY STARS, AND EVERY
DAMN BEAUTIFUL SIGHT I HAD THE PRIVILEGE OF LOOKING AT. I DID
NOT MEAN TO SUFFOCATE YOU, I ONLY MEANT TO BE THE AIR YOUR
CRITICAL LUNGS NEEDED. I ONLY TRIED TO DO GOOD.
i tried. i tried. i
tried. i tried.
